Stranger, Danger?

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My vision blurred. I yawned. My eyelids were getting heavy. Giving up, I closed my book and stood up. I looked out of the window. The sun greeted me. The weather is nice today, I said to myself. Grabbing my bag, I decided to take a walk.

I was wrong. The downpour came soon after I left my apartment. I had no umbrella with me so I began looking for places to take cover. Then I saw a bus-stop just across the street. But I couldn't cross the road immediately as there were a lot of cars. I was shivering. I was in a thin white dress that stopped above my knees. It was all soaked in just a few seconds. My hair was looked like I had just came from a swim. Just then, I realized that the rain was no longer pouring down on my hair. I looked up and gasped at the sight of someone holding an umbrella for me. The person was wearing sunglasses, a cap and a mask so I couldn't see his face. He was dressed all in black. I tried to take a closer look but the person looked away.

Just then, the road was clear and I was about to thank the person and cross the road when the person said "Take the umbrella with you." It was definitely a guy. And it sounded familiar.
"No, thank you" I muttered. He shook his head.
"Then I'll cross the road with you." Wow, I definitely knew that voice. I shrugged. I assumed he was joking. I crossed the road in a hurry and took cover under the roof of the bus-stop.  I didn't expect the guy to follow me but he did. But he didn't say anything. He just stood next to me, all silent.

You make me begin....
I started singing quietly to calm myself. The guy beside me cleared his throat. "You like BTS, the boy group?", he said, pointing to my bag which had a huge BTS on it.
I raised my eyebrows. "I don't just like BTS - I love them."
He chuckled. Then, he tried to shove the umbrella into my hands. I didn't take it. "How will I be able to return it?" I told him.
He shook his head. "Take it. Perhaps we'll see each other again." I was about to argue that there was no way when he spoke again.
"What's your name?"
I was stunned for a bit. Then, shrugging, I told him. He nodded as if he was trying to sink that in. With an annoyed tone, I asked him. "What's yours?"
He shook his head."You already know." And with that, he handed me the umbrella and walked out to the heavy rain. I watched as his clothes got soaked. 

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